Discussion About Me

"Unique?"

Hearing Kalia's confused voice, I licked my lips as I glanced at Yiksa, letting her speak this time.

"I... I've travelled quite a bit, right? Seen most of the races that inhabit this part of the world, know of many who went extinct, moved far away, or simply never ventured down to our small corner.

Thing is, not many races have this pinkish pale skin that your Mother has; in fact, only one that I can think of do, but they cannot breed with other races, and they have much more noticeable features.

Those are the Seraphim, and they are the same skin color as your Mother, but they have giant white wings, usually have silver or gold hair, and their eyes are always covered. Your mother doesn't have those; she only has the skin tone.

Rhefia told me that she said she is a 'Human', but I've never heard that term before. So... yes, your Mother is unique in the sense that, she is, as far as I can tell, the only one of her kind."

I nodded, staring at the table as I added some more of my own knowledge on top of that.

"I awoke inside this clearing, alone and afraid. I had no knowledge of the world at all, no knowledge about anything really; I knew how to walk, talk, and use the resources around me, but not anything else.

That night, my first night... 'aware'... was when I met Rhefia, and since then..."

Giving Kalia a wry smile, I gestured around the house, displaying the contents to her.

"This has happened. I met Rhefia, she saved me from two Geri, and then... then we mated. That first night I conceived Camara, and Rhefia took responsibility and stayed with me. Without her, I most likely would have died out here..."

Kalia stared at me in shock at that, before she and Yiksa glanced at the door leading to my daughters room.

Currently the moans emanating from the room were muffled, but it was obvious that Rhefia was enjoying her time with her two daughters immensely.

"So..."

Turning back towards me, Kalia alternated her gaze between Yiksa and I, before asking "What does that make me? A half Dark Elf, half Human Hybrid? Same for Camara and Aethisia? Half Deerkin, half Human?"

"Yes, you are all... of mixed blood. Though it would appear that your Dama's blood is more dominant than mine so far. If I had to guess, all of my children will be primarily of their non-human origin, with a few features of mine.

For instance, you hair color and eye color, your figure, and your ability to close yourself off; all from me. Some other things too, but those traits of yours come from me..."

I stared at her luscious pink hair and sparkling pink eyes, before trailing my gaze down over her curvaceous figure.

Kalia shivered as the mood in the room turned ambiguous, and as I was about to get up and have our portion of the family intimately bond some more, the howling winds outside grew much fiercer than before.

All three of us looked towards the shut door, which was rocking on its hinges from the force of the wind.

Frowning slightly, I got up and approached the window, glancing outside and taking a peek at the storm buffeting our house.

The swirling gusts of snow shrouded my vision of the trees just two dozen feet away, as well as the fence that was just a dozen feet away.

Marveling at the blizzard outside, I chuckled softly as I turned back around, glancing at Kalia.

"Have you been able to use the red, fiery threads? Or only the white ones and the dark green ones?"

Noticing that I had shifted my attention away from her body, Kalia pursed her lips as she glanced towards the fireplace, her eyes narrowed as she reached out.

Waiting a few seconds, I saw her sigh as she shook her head, a little disappointment in her gaze.

"It's alright baby, really. I was just curious..."

Returning to her side, I leaned down and placed a kiss on her brow before glancing at Yiksa, saying "I think Rhefia might have called you, Yiksa..."

She shivered at my lust filled tone as she hesitantly nodded, though she did swiftly make her way into the room with my wife, going to help provide some relief for Camara.

Watching her real Dama walk away, Kalia sighed as she moved to sit in front of the fire with me, her charcoal gray skin shimmering in the firelight.

"Mama, what made Dama want to follow you when you two met? Was she worried about you, worried that she might have impregnated you, or simply looking for another night to bed you?"

Chuckling, I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and smiled, leaning further into her and into my story.

"If I had to guess, all three. She really did like our first time together, she did seem worried, and she did seem worried about that as well... ask her, when she's done... Now, let's practice a bit."

Kalia nodded to me, her eyes closing for a moment as she took a deep breath, calming and steadying her mind.

Mirroring her, I activated {Mana Sense} and opened my eyes, a world of interwoven threads appearing before me.

Reaching out, I grabbed a bundle of pure magical threads and allowed my darkness to seep into them, withering them into the frayed black threads I needed to practice with my Darkness Magic.

Playing around with the shapes, I searched for one that felt the most natural to me, eventually settling on a cube.

It took a few extra seconds to weave into existence, but when I held the cube in my hands and channeled my magic into it, the void black cube shimmered and pulsated with power, making me smile.

This would be a way for me to utilize the Weave to empower more basic spells or magic that I cast without threads; so small things like blasts or spikes could be channeled through this cube and sent hurtling towards an enemy or an animal.

Nodding to myself, I eventually let those withered threads go, watching as they dissipated away before turning towards my youngest daughter.